An elderly Chinese woman had two
large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.
One of the pots had a crack in
it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered
a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walks from
For a full two years this went
Of course, the perfect pot was
After two years of what it perceived
‘I am ashamed of myself, because
The old woman smiled, ‘Did you
‘That’s because I have always
Without you being just the way
I want to share and keep this message that I received today from a friend, to remind me that my “cracked pot friends” have an important role in my life, too.
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You’ve just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
So, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
What about you? Do you also have cracked pot friends or just “perfect” friends?